Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Cyclamen in the Clouds Kun who does not distinguish between day and night
When Zhao Yang stood in the ring again, it was different from before, although he performed well before, the players below didn't care. But now that he's standing in the ring with a 10-fight winning record, all players are starting to get to know him.
Now the players who can enter the top ten and become the top ten masters of Kunlun are all extraordinary, Zhao Yang looked at the battle list before, and found that his level seemed to be the lowest, four levels worse than the penultimate level. Zhao Yang is now level forty-four, which means that the lowest level after him is also level forty-eight, and four of them are more than level fifty.
"Xiaobi has to be promoted after that, anyway, now Yuqing Immortal has thirty-five levels, and the experience required to upgrade to another level is enough for the character to be promoted by one or two levels. Except for the Five Elements Spell True Solution and the Water God Thunder, which require some experience, there is nothing that needs to consume experience.
As for the immeasurable Maha Zhao Yang of the supernatural powers, he didn't think about upgrading at all now, and he didn't have a single point of experience, and it was estimated that one billion experience was enough for him to rise to level 100.
"Group 1: Cyclamen in the Clouds vs. Kun who is day and night, please prepare, if you don't play within three minutes, you will be deemed to have forfeit."
The Cyclamen in the Clouds is the leader of the Peerless City, level 50. Kun, who works day and night, is a lone player with a level of forty-nine.
Although the two people in the ring are one level apart, the gap is quite large, because players can equip one more flying sword when they reach level fifty, and the combat power of the two swords is far greater than that of a flying sword. Of course, for rookies, adding a few more flying swords is still rookie, and it will not be much more powerful because of the number.
The cyclamen in the clouds is the president of Wushuang City, with the support of guild resources, and the flying swords and magic weapons he holds are definitely not of a low grade, even if the equipment and clothing on his body are not bad.
Kun, who is day and night, is a lone player like Zhao Yang, although there is no guild support, but seeing that his level alone is higher than Zhao Yang, there must be more than ordinary adventures, and it is estimated that the master of worship is not much worse.
Otherwise, unless the strength is against the sky, ordinary players will not be able to mix it up even if they have these resources and adventures, just like Zhao Yang's luck, plus such a bullish master is only level forty-four.
Therefore, these two Zhao Yang are more optimistic about Kun who is day and night, after all, the gap between the equipment magic weapons of the two sides is not very large, so whoever has better skills will win more.
At this time, the two sides on the field began to enter the field, and the cyclamen in the clouds patted the back of his head at the beginning, and a small tower magic weapon with a shining glow jumped out from the back of his head and stood above his head, and hung down like a waterfall of white treasure light to protect the whole body of the cyclamen in the clouds, and then patted his waist, and two blue sword lights flashed out and rushed straight to Kun who was day and night.
Coincidentally, Kun on the opposite side, who was day and night, took out a blue bead magic weapon at the beginning, and emitted a layer of blue water curtain-like treasure light to cover his body, and then with a flick of his right hand, a blue divine thunder flew into the clouds.
"Hmmm! The god of decay thunder. ”
Zhao Yang was a little surprised to see the dehydration divine thunder emitted by Kun who was day and night, exactly the same as himself, and he didn't expect that there would be players like him who specialized in refining the air flow and rose to such a high level. It's just that I don't know if his water god thunder is derived from the Dao method or learned it from somewhere else, and it seems that the power level is higher than his.
The decanter water divine thunder emitted by Kun, who was day and night, exploded on the field, blowing up layers of ripples from the treasure light hanging above the head of the cyclamen in the clouds, but it was useless, and it was impossible for a single divine thunder to break the tower-shaped magic weapon that was estimated to be of the sixth order.
To say that the flying sword flow is still stronger than the specialized cultivation qi flow in the early stage, the two flying swords of the immortal in the clouds with a grade of at least five orders were made by him, and the two flying swords turned into two cold rays of cold light around Kun's talisman treasure light that was not divided into day and night, and the sword qi collided with the treasure light to make a soft sound, and the mana of Kun who was not divided into day and night also continued to decline like flowing water.
Although the cultivation power of Kunzhuan Qi Determination Day and Night is higher than that of the Cyclamen in the clouds, the damage of not being able to control the two flying swords is too high, and he will definitely lose if he goes on like this.
So Kun, who was working day and night, slapped the back of his head, and a big white hand flew out of his head, and pressed down from the top of the cyclamen's head in the clouds, grabbing him and rubbing him.
"Beautiful!"
To say that his hand is really beautiful, Zhao Yang, who was watching the battle below, couldn't help but admire. This move will attack the opponent with a big grab, and it can make the opponent unable to concentrate on controlling the flying sword, and the pressure on himself will be greatly reduced.
Although Kun's grappling hand of day and night could not hurt the cyclamen in the clouds with the magic weapon protection, it did not prevent him from flying and interrupting the rhythm of the attack. You must know that controlling two flying swords is not so simple, the difficulty is far more difficult than one flying sword, and being pinched by such a slap, even a master cannot avoid distraction.
"Crunch, squeak!"
Grabbed by this big hand, the talisman light hanging from the head of the cyclamen in the clouds was vigorously pinched and creaked, as if it was about to be crushed at any time.
Although he has a large number of clothing and equipment that increases the upper limit of mana, after all, he specializes in swordsmanship and the level of Qi refining is not high enough, and his mana is already less than half, and if he doesn't want to fight back and wait for his mana to be exhausted, even if he has a sixth-order magic weapon, it will be useless at that time.
Thinking of this, the cyclamen in the clouds gritted his teeth and took out a red bead that shot straight at Kun, who was day and night.
This red bead is a one-time thunder bead rewarded by a large number of players in the Cyclamen Guild in the clouds for completing a division task for him, the power is very terrifying, he originally wanted to use it against the strongest opponents, but he never thought that the first opponent would be so difficult that he had to use it.
"Boom!"
The red beads exploded on Kun's body, which was day and night, and the flames and thunder of the explosion were churning in all directions, and the blue treasure light of unknown grade on his body lasted only two seconds before it was broken by a single blow. If he hadn't opened a spare defensive magic weapon immediately, it was estimated that he would have been killed directly this time.
And taking advantage of this opportunity, the two swords of the cyclamen in the clouds converged, and the two sword lights crossed and twisted to break the spare magic weapon on Kun's body, which was day and night, and then the two sword lights rotated and cut on his body a few times, and the whole person directly turned into light.
Zhao Yang knew that it was not good as soon as he saw that the Kun talisman magic weapon that was not divided day and night was broken, with the attack power and attack speed of the two swords of the cyclamen in the clouds, naked players could be killed with a few swords without a defensive magic weapon. The pitiful defense of the increased clothing and equipment is of no great use at all, except for some players whose level is much lower than their own, and it is no different from being naked for players of the same level.
After Zhao Yang observed the flying swords and magic weapons of both sides, he felt that the threat to himself was not great.
With his more than 50,000 mana to open the Yuqing Immortal Light Protective Body, just cutting it will take a long time, this time is enough to plow the entire ring by himself, he doesn't believe that any player can withstand his own brainless flat push outburst, even if there is, it is not the current player can do it.
After the cyclamen in the clouds and Kun who worked day and night, Zhao Yang was not in turn in the next three games, which also allowed him to observe the strength of Kunlun's strongest group of players. It wasn't until the sixth game that Zhao Yang heard the system prompt to let him play.
"System prompt: Players are playing against the bright moon in the East China Sea, please prepare, and if you don't play within three minutes, you will be deemed to have waived."
Maha immeasurable forty-four, East China Sea bright moon forty-eight level.
Standing in the ring, Zhao Yang looked forward, Donghai Mingyue was a young man who looked like he had just come out of college, young and handsome, with white skin and delicate skin, referred to as a little white face.
This is one of the people Zhao Yang hates the most, the first girlfriend he talked about in college was hooked by a little white face who was more handsome than Zhao Yang, so he didn't have a good face when he saw someone more handsome than himself. Fortunately, Zhao Yang himself is still a little handsome, so there are still not many people who can be hated by him.
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